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Trish however was not happy to just let Torrie slink away. She had after all been cheering for Stacy to continue with her threat of taking much more than Trish’s bra and Trish wasn’t about to let the little bitch escape without returning the favour. Torrie was stood on the outside of the pool looking around, perhaps trying to see the best way to run or perhaps looking for something to use to cover her beautiful body, dressed now in just her tiny yellow thong and a bra that was doing little to support her huge breasts. What she wasn’t expecting was Trish to continue her attack, grabbing Torrie by the hair and pulling her back towards the pool in much the same manor that they all had attacked Lita earlier. Torrie screeched in pain as she was pulled backwards, grabbing at her hair to try and free herself and dropping what little defence she had to cover her scantily clad body with her hands as she scrabble helplessly against the Canadians grip.

It wasn’t Torrie’s hair that interested Trish though as she pulled her fellow blond back towards the pool and almost into it before shouting at her that this is what she got for trying to humiliate her. With Torrie almost bent backwards over the pool Trish grabbed the front of her bra and gave it a swift tug. The crowd went crazy as Torrie’s tits bounced with the **** that was being exerted on them and then wobbled dangerously as the straps on Torrie’s shoulders pinged off. Torrie screamed again, grabbing for her chest just as Trish pulled a second time. There was a snap and Torrie felt her bra slip through her fingers.

The explosion of cheers from the crowd would have drowned out a nuclear bomb detonation as Torrie was left held in place by her hair as her perfect tits dropped in to view. Her tanned skin was glistening with water and her nipples were erect with the cold air and as Torrie flailed to free herself they rocked back and forth with, the skin rippling as they did so and Torrie’s cries of horrified humiliation disappeared into the cacophony of noise. The humiliation didn’t end for Torrie either as Trish held her there for almost thirty agonising seconds, the camera men and the audience all getting a good look in as thousands of cameras immortalised the moment forever, Trish laughing the whole time as Torrie broke down in tears.

When Trish finally let Torrie go she pulled away so hard that she fell forward onto her hands and knees, though unlike Lita she managed to quickly regain her footing and ran for the ramp and the main stage. This was another mistake however as her wet feet slipped on the smooth metal surface ad Torrie fell forwards again, this time struggling to get up as he r wet body just slid over the ramp and finally Torrie was **** to concede, crawling up to the entrance way like a dog, her boobs swaying back and forth as she scampered away, her thong completely gone up her backside and leaving a trail of water behind her.